Deedlith smiled at the samurai, who introduced himself as Kyoto, and shook his hand with her own gloved and delicate hand. "Pleased to meet you, Kyoto. Deedlith," she said as the man held out a bag of coins. She exhaled through her nose, looking at the man through his olive-shaped eyes. "I have no need for trifles such as money, but thank you for the offer nonetheless. I too am here merely to test my own skills, however, if you were to ask my companion, her answer may differ from mine." 

In all honesty, the elf didn't know why she agreed to journey to Krystallem. She certainly didn't need the money and she preferred keeping to the confines of her home rather than adventuring and fooling about outside. While she did want to test her skills, she could tell by the form of the letter that this particular mission would grant her knowledge that not even the largest of libraries could contain. 

Areia, unlike her companion, had nothing on her mind other than the strangeness of the so-called "golem". She reached out hesitantly to touch it, but flinched and retracted her hand. She stood in awe for a few more moments before noticing the samurai making a comment as she turned to face him. "W-weigh me down?!" She exclaimed, astonished at the man's take on money. "Coin will never weigh me down! The only thing that will weigh me down is the thought of lacking coin!" Her logic was flawed, but she appreciated any good reward, no matter the challenge. 

Deedlith let out a small laugh at the similarities between her and Kyoto. "Glad to see someone who shares the same point of view. How are you supposed to keep light on your feet when you have the burden of piles of money?" 

The red-head scoffed and threw a hand onto her oversized blade, running her fingers along the hilt. "Do I really look like I could be weighed down any more than I am? Besides, I always have room for money," she laughed, flicking the sword. Her eyes widened as a bag of gold appeared before her and grabbed it instantly. It did feel heavy in her hands, but she stuffed it in her pockets happily. 

The elf listened to the man called Heinrich as he explained their goals as well as examined the rest of their group. She knew that Areia wouldn't listen, but she surely would have time to explain later. It was a rather large group, but the more the merrier. She was used to travelling in small, agile units all with similar fighting styles. Even Areia's way of combat was unusual to her. But she was skilled at adapting to the situation at hand, and so she would as that situation came. Deedlith noticed a trio of elves, a young female elf with rather odd red eyes, a male elf who looked somewhat similar to the girl, yet their features were almost polar opposites and another male clad in dark attire, carrying a bow. To his side was a grey wolf, a beautiful creature indeed. That particular elf intrigued her especially, more so than the other two, and she couldn't help but find herself staring at him and watching his movements. She wondered where they were from as they were dressed much differently to her, particularly the one wielding the long blade. Almost every member in House Araviel, in fact all members were some form of skilled bowmen. It was the perfect time to learn, Deedlith supposed.